The Greenie was messing around in the Kitchen of Gloomy Manor, before a familiar sight occured to it, "Hider! It's so good to see you!" The Greenie exclaimed happily, smiling.

The Hider smiled back. "So... how are you?"

At that very moment, a Slammer barged through the door, looking as it always did- angry. It looked at the Hider and punched it into the nearest counter.

"Ow!" The Hider yelped.

"Guys! Stop fighting!" The Greenie yelled.

"Or else what, punk?" The Slammer asked, floating up to the Greenie.

"Uh... there are no 'or elses'." The Greenie replied.

The Hider stayed quiet.

"I'm a firm believer in or elses." The Slammer growled, punching the Greenie in the face. Because of the size and strength differences, the Greenie went flying.

"Ow! What the heck?!" The Greenie asked, angry. It picked up dish after dish and chucked it at the Slammer.

The Slammer was unfazed by it, and uppercut-ed the Greenie into the celing.

The Hider fled from the scene, heading towards the Basement.

The Greenie fazed through the celing, and fled to the Foyer.

"Grouchy Possessor! It's an emergency! The Slammer and the Greenie are fighting!" The Hider exclaimed the second it got down to the basement.

"Hider, where are they?" The Grouchy Possessor asked.

The Hider led the Grouchy Possessor to the Kitchen, where there was nobody, and everything was where it should be.

"A hallucination, perhaps?" The Grouchy Possessor asked.

"N-No! I swear on my afterlife! They were right here!" The Hider replied.

"Okay. There's nothing amiss here. Now, were you dreaming?"

"No,"

"Hider, come over here." The Grouchy Possessor grabbed a wooden spoon from the Kitchen, and led the Hider to a stool.

"Are you really going to spank me?" The Hider asked, worried.

"What do you think I was going to do?" The Grouchy Possessor asked sarcastically, putting the Hider over it's lap.

"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG!" The Hider wailed.

"Disturbing me when I was sleeping to settle an imaginary confrontation between an imaginary Slammer and an imaginary Greenie?" The Grouchy Possessor smacked the Hider's backside with the wooden spoon, causing the Hider to shriek.

"No! Please! No more! No more! I'm sorry!" By the fifth swat, the Hider was already crying openly. It knew that the Grouchy Possessor wouldn't stop until it admitted the Grouchy Possessor's version of the truth. "Okay! It was a joke! I did it because I wanted your attention!"

"Well, you certainly have that now." The Grouchy Possessor replied, stopping, and letting the Hider calm down.

The Hider hugged the Grouchy Possessor tightly. "I'll never do it again."

"Okay, now. Can I go back to bed?"

"Yeah..."

"Good." The Grouchy Possessor disappeared.

"It was right... It was just a hallucination." The Hider murmured, heading back to the Foyer.

Or was it? Find out next time on L.M.D.M.C.P.!